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Sunday, August 29, 2010

My own mother doesn't care that my temperature hit 37.7 degrees this morning. Instead, she got all angry with me because I couldn't go to church. What the fuck...She doesn't even want to cook food for me or give me money to buy medicine. All because I was too sick and weak to go to church. She is such a hypocrite. She tries to be a good Catholic and all by forcing my brother and I to go to church every Sunday, but when I asked if there was anything to eat for breakfast, she told me to go to hell.
 
Her own daughter is in her room with a fever and she doesn't give a damn. It's a good thing I already bought panadol from the shop below the factory yesterday. Why don't I just die in front of her so she can open her eyes and realize and regret. Or will she even regret. I want to move out argh.